Douluo Dragon King: Panlong Staff? Erlang Shen, the True Lord of Manifestation

Qian Gu Lin Feng stood there, stunned.

Gu Yue?

That name exploded in my mind.

For a moment, he even forgot to react.

This doesn't make sense, does it?

What timeline is this?

Why did the Silver Dragon King split up prematurely?

Where does that 30% of the power come from?

Were we set up by Tang Shenwang?

Qian Gu Lin Feng's gaze was fixed on the purple-haired, purple-eyed girl in front of him.

My heart was in turmoil.

She was unexpectedly beautiful.

Her face was delicate and her skin was fair.

It evokes the image of sunlight shining on warm, smooth mutton fat.

And his hands.

They were still shaking hands.

I forgot to let go.

"Ahem!"

Xia Zheng's cold cough pulled him back to reality.

"Facing the wind?"

The mother's voice carried a hint of mischievous laughter.

"Why are you still holding that girl's hand?"

Qian Gu Lin Feng finally came to his senses.

He quickly let go.

My ears felt slightly hot.

He took a deep breath.

He gave a polite smile and nodded slightly.

"Excuse me, my name is Qian Gu Lin Feng. I was rude just now."

Gu Yue didn't speak, she just looked at him quietly.

Those purple eyes seemed to see right through you.

Xia Zheng looked at Leng Yaozhu with a cold smile and teased her.

"Yaozhu, don't mind him. This kid probably hasn't seen such a beautiful girl before, and he was just stunned."

"Hahaha,"

Leng Yaozhu laughed heartily.

"Young people are normal. My Gu Yue is indeed beautiful; people who meet her for the first time will take a second look."

She patted Gu Yue on the shoulder.

"Alright, let's not disturb their rest any longer. We'll talk again another day."

"Okay, take care."

Xia Zhengleng got up to see him off.

Gu Yue followed behind Leng Yaozhu.

As he reached the door, he suddenly turned back.

He glanced at Qian Gu Lin Feng again.

That gaze was full of meaning.

The door closed.

The room returned to silence.

Qian Gu Lin Feng stood there, his mind still buzzing.

He sighed inwardly, his heart heavy with sorrow.

Where is my lovely Na'er?

What happened to the cute and easily bullied persona?

Where is the pitiful little foodie Na'er who was supposed to be waiting to be picked up and taken home?

loss.

This time, they didn't find a sweet little girl.

Instead, it caused them a lot of trouble.

Qian Gu Lin Feng shook his head.

Why is the timeline moved forward?

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

The aura that arose when I awakened.

Perhaps it attracted the Silver Dragon King from the Lake of Life.

She sensed this unfamiliar yet powerful aura.

He was born prematurely and came to the Spirit Pagoda in person, wanting to find out the truth.

If that's the case...

A thousand years have passed, yet his gaze is slightly fixed in the wind.

Does that mean everything will happen ahead of schedule?

Hopefully she won't cause any trouble.

otherwise......

……

the other side.

Late at night, outside the Spirit Transmission Tower.

Gu Yue walked out of the gate alone.

The moonlight shone on her long silver hair, giving it a dreamlike glow.

A purple figure appeared silently behind her and knelt on one knee.

"My lord."

It was Brigitte.

Gu Yue did not turn around; her voice was as cold as frost.

"Go and investigate that person."

"A timeless figure standing against the wind?"

Brigitte looked up.

"Is the lad from earlier in the day, my lord?"

"Um."

Gu Yue's purple eyes narrowed slightly.

"The way he looked at me was very strange."

That wasn't the kind of amazement a typical young man would feel upon seeing a beautiful young woman.

Rather, it was a look that seemed to...as if she already knew who she was.

Brigitte said with a smile.

"Our lord is indeed wise!"

On our very first day in the human world, we discovered something unusual!

Gu Yue glanced at her and said indifferently:

"Hmph, not worth mentioning."

At dawn, Qian Gu Lin Feng opened his eyes.

His soul power surged like a tide, even more abundant than yesterday.

He focused his mind slightly, sensed for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I'm at level nineteen.

From the moment I awakened until now, I have risen four levels in just a few days.

If word got out about this speed, the entire continent would probably be shaken.

But thinking about it, it makes sense; with these resources and environment, it would be strange if it didn't improve.

Qian Gu Lin Feng then headed to the seventy-eighth floor of the Spirit Pagoda—the Illusionary Space.

He froze the moment he pushed the door open.

Han Tianyi stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and composed, exuding the air of a superior person.

Beside him stood a figure with purple hair and purple eyes.

She was looking at him with those eyes that seemed to hold the stars, a half-smile on her face.

Guyue?

"Why?"

He blurted it out as he faced the wind for a thousand years.

"Gu Yue, what are you doing here?"

He regretted saying that as soon as he said it.

Gu Yue raised an eyebrow slightly, her tone indifferent.

"What, you don't like me coming?"

"No, that's not what I meant..." Qian Gu Lin Feng quickly waved his hand.

"Cough cough."

Han Tianyi coughed lightly, interrupting their "friendly exchange".

"Lin Feng, do not be rude. Leng Yaozhu asked me to teach her how to cultivate spiritual power. From today onwards, she will attend classes with you."

Qian Gu Lin Feng's lips twitched slightly.

Well, this is terrible. I'll be watched by the Silver Dragon King during class every day.

He stole a glance at Gu Yue, but she had already looked away, her expression indifferent.

Qian Gu Lin Feng walked over and sat down.

Next, we will learn about mecha repair.

Han Tianyi truly lives up to her reputation as a level nine repairman; her lectures are both profound and easy to understand.

From the construction principles of the battle armor to the inscription techniques of the core formation, it is explained in detail.

Qian Gu Lin Feng listened attentively, nodding occasionally and asking questions now and then.

but……

That gaze came again.

A chill ran down Qian Gu Lin Feng's spine.

He turned his head slightly and caught a glimpse of Gu Yue sitting not far away.

She appeared to be listening attentively, but her purple eyes kept glancing at me.

His gaze was deep and unfathomable, as if he could see right through him.

A thousand years of facing the wind: ...

Can you please stop staring at me?!

Then I'll have the Celestial Hound bite you! He'll bite you so hard you'll be crawling on the ground looking for your teeth!

……

After the morning classes ended, Han Tianyi let the two rest for a while.

Just as Qian Gu Lin Feng picked up his teacup, Han Tian Yi said:

"This afternoon, you will engage in real-world combat within the illusionary realm."

Qian Gu Lin Feng was taken aback: "A real illusion?"

Han Tianyi nodded and explained.

"The Real Illusion is a product of stimulation from the Ascension Platform."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his tone carrying a hint of pride.

"As we all know, killing the spirit beasts and spirit masters on the Spirit Ascension Platform will give you a portion of energy feedback, which will help your spirit ring advance."

However, a Soul Master's mental strength and physical resilience have an upper limit. When the Soul Ring reaches this limit, further attacks to absorb its energy will cause the Soul Master to explode and die.

"Therefore, the Spirit Pagoda was built to create a real illusion."

It is currently not open to the public and is only available for internal use by Soul Masters.

Han Tianyi looked at the two of them, her gaze deep.

"The Real Illusion is simply a training ground; killing any creatures within it offers no benefit. However, it is far less dangerous than the Spirit Ascension Platform."

It has two main characteristics.

First, it can access the spiritual sea of ​​a Spirit Realm expert in the Spirit Transmission Tower, allowing them to control everything at the expert's disposal.

Secondly, it has an internal protection system that automatically removes the Soul Master from the battlefield just before their death.

He paused, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

"In other words, inside, you can fight to your heart's content without worrying about life or death."

After listening to Qian Gu Lin Feng, he understood.

Isn't this just a high-end version of virtual reality?

He looked at Gu Yue, whose expression was calm, seemingly unconcerned about the arrangement.

But Qian Gu Lin Feng always felt that...

A barely perceptible glint of interest flashed deep within those purple eyes?

Is it interest in the battle, or interest in me?

Qian Gu silently shifted his gaze away from the wind.

Forget it, I don't want to.

Helmets fell from the sky, precisely covering the heads of the two people.

Han Tianyi's eyes sharpened.

The spiritual energy of the Spirit Realm surged forth like a tidal wave, instantly connecting with the real illusion.

A flash of light.